Horror game, but harem plan

"Why don't you rest?"

When I got to the third floor, I saw Hongxia talking and laughing with Goto Ichiri.

"I'll be taking a break soon. I just asked Pochi-chan how other people reacted to my disappearance, and the result was quite unexpected."

"Do you think I'm too indifferent, or do you think I care too much about you?"

Yang Ming guessed what the girl was thinking.

"I care too much about this... I could have just found another drummer..."

"Oh, now we have to find another guitarist."

"It's going to be hard to find a guitarist who can replace Guitar Hero."

Although Hong Xia looked happy, Yang Ming knew that she was far from being as strong as she appeared.

Smile is the mediator that curbs pessimism.

Chapter 68 Wedding...?

Even Goto Ichiri noticed this, and when he saw Yang Ming, he just shrank back without any extreme behavior.

Although given her personality, she would definitely not tell Hongxia what had just happened.

She was forced to kiss Senior Hong Xia's boyfriend. If she said it out loud first, it would destroy the harmonious relationship between the three-person team. If the relationship between Hong Xia and Yang Ming broke down because of this, she would be offending two people at the same time.

——It was Ms. Goto who seduced me.

——Vixen! You actually want to seduce someone else's boyfriend!

The two men pointed shotguns and pistols at each other, and finally turned the guns on themselves.

It has to be said that Yang Ming has become accustomed to getting along with this girl and can even guess a little bit of what she is thinking.

"Rest now, come on."

Yang Ming took out his sleeping bag and reached out to Hong Xia.

The blonde girl approached quietly and was pulled into his arms. They had slept in separate beds yesterday, and she felt a little ashamed because of Yili's arrival, but now, she had no time to worry about those things.

If you can't make it through the night, at least your last memory will be of being with your loved one, and it will be sweet.

Goto Ichiri quickly got into his sleeping bag, as if if he was a little later Yang Ming would forcibly pull him into the sleeping bag to sleep with him.

"call···"

Soon, the breathing became slow and calm.

The space on the third floor became quiet.

Yang Ming looked at the scene in front of him and made a puzzled sound.

The surroundings were no longer the third floor of the shelter where the girl was accompanying him, but deep down beside a beautiful lake. Many people gathered here, some in suits and ties, some in gorgeous long dresses. There were more than ten tables set up, and the tables were filled with fruits and dishes.

Looking at those unfamiliar European faces, Yang Ming felt particularly sober.

——Is this a dream?

Yang Ming dug his fingers deep into his palm, the sharp pain telling him this wasn't a dream. The velvet chair felt so real, and the melodious violin melody, wrapped in the scent of roses, lingered in his ears. The bride's snow-white veil was lifted by the lake breeze, revealing her graceful, swan-like neck—where a scratch hadn't yet scabbed over.

"I do.

The bride's voice was trembling with metal. Her fingers painted with bright red nail polish suddenly spasmed and clasped the groom's shoulders. Yang Ming saw that her light brown irises were being swallowed by the turbid grayish-white. Saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, and her diamond-studded crown was tilted in the violent trembling.

The guests erupted in applause, and waiters approached the stage carrying champagne towers. Yang Ming abruptly stood up, but was stunned to find he couldn't utter a word. The people around him ignored his actions. The scarlet wine splattered on the hem of his wedding dress, leaving a blood-like mark. Disapproving boos rang from all around, but were quickly drowned out by gasps.

Yang Ming tried to touch the guest sitting next to him and found that his hand passed through his body.

The groom's smile froze. The bride's pearl necklace suddenly snapped, sending the snow-white beads tumbling to the floor. She opened her rose-lipsticked mouth—the curve of which surpassed the limits of a human jaw. Her sharp white teeth pierced her crimson lips and bit the groom's trembling Adam's apple.

The screams seemed to be paused, and everyone stared in amazement as the bride's snow-white wedding dress was stained with splattered arterial blood.

"Click—"

The sticky sound of the bride tearing out her husband's throat finally set off the wedding scene. The waiters fled in panic, the violinist threw down his bow, and the man stretched out his rotten fingers and plunged them into the lady's satin dress. Blood bloomed large peonies on the lace tablecloth.

Amidst the chaos, Yang Ming saw the bride kneeling in a pool of blood, her tattered veil draped across her twisted spine. Her flesh-stained lips forced a sweet bridal smile. The bright red burned an afterimage into Yang Ming's retina.

"what--!!"

She opened her mouth, which was cracked to her ears, and stuffed it with her husband's flesh and blood. A sharp sound beyond the range of human hearing shattered all the glass.

Zombies walked out of the dense forest one by one. They moved slowly, but there were so many of them that they formed an impenetrable wall of stench.

The bride's blood-stained nails and the groom's body turned into scarlet lines spreading towards the sky.

Suddenly, the romantic and gorgeous wedding scene turned into a hell on earth.

"save···!

The noblewoman's pearl earrings sank into the base of her swollen tongue. Her right hand, adorned with enamel nails, was being gnawed by zombies. The left side of her body had been torn into flowing ribbons by six zombies. Champagne-colored sausage casings hung from a crystal chandelier, emitting an eerie halo as the zombies roared.

The little girl in the lace skirt suddenly stopped crying. Her doll-like blue eyes were instantly covered with gray, and her mouth, holding a lollipop, was covered with ferocious fangs. The lollipop made a crisp sound as it rolled over the broken glass on the ground.

The sound of the groom's Adam's apple cracking between his teeth was like biting through a balloon filled with blood plasma. High-pressure blood splattered in a fan shape on the three-meter-high flower arch, and rose petals mixed with blood dripped onto the stunned emcee's gold-rimmed glasses.

The ladies' high heels sank into the sticky, bloody carpet. Yang Ming witnessed a woman in a lavender dress fall, her face smacking onto a silver plate of baked snails. She struggled to get up, but the back of her head was pierced by the zombie-like flower girl's sharp claws—the claws pierced through her open red lips, pushing half of her tongue down her chin.

The bride's spine finally twisted 180 degrees, and she lay on the swan sculpture fountain, greedily gnawing on the bloody human tissue. The flesh mixed with stomach acid blocked the water outlet.

——What is going on here?

Is this really a dream? Why does it seem so real?

He tried to open the space in his backpack, but found that it was not allowed. When zombies approached from behind, he stepped back nervously, but found that they ignored him and were just busy gnawing greedily.

Nausea... Although I have been fighting zombies for several days, this time those living humans were killed in front of me, and I... was powerless to do anything.

The wedding scene had fallen into complete silence, leaving only the sound of chewing.

How much time had passed... Yang Ming didn't calculate it. He just watched the zombies' feast in silence. The venue was covered with blood, and broken meat and skeletons were everywhere. These alienated creatures stopped eating at some point. They stood in place, shaking their bodies irregularly.

At this moment, Yang Ming finally realized something was wrong.

All the zombies were actually looking at him in unison!

Blood and flesh were still flowing from the corners of their mouths, and their cloudy eyes reflected the tense expressions of their own clenched teeth.

Chapter 69 The Crisis Finally Confirmed

There are already more than double digits of zombies here.

Being stared at by so many dirty things, Yang Ming's mental pressure increased dramatically, but he still stood still and stared at those ugly things.

After all, he had just passed through the body of a zombie. Yes, this was just a dream, and they could do nothing to him!

In the eerie silence, the bride zombie shook its body and slowly walked towards him.

The bride's spine made a crisp sound like shedding skin. With every step she took, the wedding ring embedded in her left eye socket sank half an inch. The sharp edges of the diamond scraped against the inner wall of her skull, as if someone was grinding Yang Ming's brain with a rusty steel brush.

The degree of decay in her body was accelerating. If she was no different from an ordinary zombie when she just killed the groom, then now she seemed to have been a zombie for a long time. The clean and beautiful wedding dress became a blood-stained rag, the cracks at the corners of her mouth became bigger and bigger, and her teeth had become huge and sharp shapes like a beast.

The stench of decay suddenly intensified. She was only one step away from Yang Ming. The skin on her forearm drooped like melted wax, revealing the knotted purple tendons underneath.

Her bloody nails were only three centimeters away from his eyeballs, and her collapsed nose bridge almost touched Yang Ming's cheek. Then, she opened her bloody mouth.

"what--!!"

His eardrums were about to be shattered. The moment Yang Ming covered his ears, all the zombies were approaching him.

Gradually, they stopped walking slowly and came over quickly.

Gradually, they seemed to realize that such movement was too slow, and they quickened their pace, approaching at a speed close to running.

Finally, each of them was running, sprinting, and rushing towards Yang Ming.

At that moment, Yang Ming saw the blood-red sky. It had been daylight just moments before, but the folds of the sky were oozing with dark red blood scabs, like necrotic tissue. A blood moon emerged from the wound in the clouds.

The next moment, Yang Ming woke up from his sleeping bag in the shelter. He heard tranquility in his ears and smelled the girl very close to him in his nose. Her body fragrance with citrus scent made him feel relieved.

——That was not a dream, definitely not a dream, but something that really happened in this world at a certain time.

I...saw the past!

He was so sure of it for no reason.

Every step, the reactions of the people screaming and running away, was so real.

Yang Ming looked out the window. The orange sunset had already shone through the glass, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

He had confirmed and understood what was going to happen today.

The blood moon is coming.

(Jimmy Timmy's Shop) - Level 3]

It was the first level 3 building that Yang Ming and Hong Xia conquered.

"Ms. Goto, place the robot sledgehammer at the entrance to the stairs."

"The robot turret can't reach places with too much height difference, so put it together with the robot sledgehammer."

"learn!"

Goto Ichiri is making arrangements.

"Hongxia, use the bow and arrow first. I'm not sure how long the [Blood Moon] will last, so save the bullets for the critical moment."

"Ok."

Yang Ming placed all the nail traps in his backpack at the shooting range behind the gun shop, one next to the other. A total of fifty nail traps were placed close to the edge of the gun shop ladder. One layer was not enough, so he laid another layer of traps on top of the nail traps.

The trap net, made with all the wrought iron, is just like the bloody trenches during the war.

As for why this gun shop building was chosen, it is because not only is it basically made of cement blocks, but it also has an iron gate and a wall for protection on the outside. Although there are still some weak points, it is much more suitable than a building without any external defense.

The wooden bridge leading to the beer house had been knocked down. Hongxia and Yili stood on the roof of the gun shop, watching Yang Ming set up traps below. He used up all fifty iron nails in his empty backpack to set traps, and finally jumped to the ladder with the help of building blocks to reunite with the girls.

"Zombies have a path-finding mechanism. If no paths are left leading to them, they will indiscriminately attack surrounding buildings."

"This is not a good thing. No matter how high the building's health is, it will lose health if attacked. And once the load-bearing blocks under the roof below us are completely hollowed out, the building will collapse."

"That is to say, absolutely floating buildings are not allowed."

Ijichi Hongxia nodded.

"Preventing cheating..."

Seeing that the man who could kill zombies with a sledgehammer was taking it so seriously, Goto Ichiri couldn't help but feel nervous.

Yang Ming had called them up not long ago and told them about the [Blood Moon].

They curiously asked him where he knew about the [Blood Moon], and he told them that it was from a dream.

"My energy is exceptionally high right now. My attributes have been strengthened to this point. I feel like I can handle going without sleep for a day or two, but I just happened to fall asleep without warning at noon."

"I witnessed the formation of the Blood Moon firsthand."

The two girls looked at each other. They had slept well in the afternoon and did not have any dreams.

Hong Xia immediately understood something, and this was indeed consistent with her judgment of Yang Ming - he was special.

"Eat and drink enough, don't fight on an empty stomach."

Yang Ming gnawed on the canned food to raise his satiety to the full value of 100. Although he knew the concept of the blood moon, it was still a mystery how long it would last, how many zombies would appear, and how high the level of the zombies would be.

He waited silently. The sun was setting, and a blood-red moon, the most red moon he had ever seen, shone on the earth, dyeing everything around it scarlet.

Sticky moonlight condensed into beads on the surface of my skin, like the saliva of a living creature running down its jaw. The once clear shadows of the trees began to twitch, branches twisting into spastic fingers in the scarlet halo. The wind, carrying the smell of rust, penetrated my nostrils, and every breath felt like swallowing a rusty blade.

“Oh my god…”

Hongxia and Yili watched the changes in the surrounding environment, and their hearts were instantly filled with fear.

The blood moon was like a bloodshot eyeball hanging in the sky. In the sticky red light, the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps also sounded together.

"coming."

The three of them took out their wooden bows at the same time. Stone arrows were basic materials that could be made from stones, wood, and feathers, so they were not a big deal to consume them. Now, all of those things were blocked by the iron fence outside, and the noise of sharp claws rubbing against iron could be heard.

The zombies that have reached the outside of the fence cannot be attacked. The iron fence blocks their way forward and also blocks the trajectory of arrows. However, those zombies that approach quickly from a distance can be attacked.

"Don't worry about the arrows, use the pistol when they come to your feet."